"I must have fallen for some blinding trick!" Zhang Jun still could not believe it. His body twisted constantly, as though he wanted to break free of the chains. He refused to believe that the huge lump of iron had turned into chains. Then, countless spikes as fine as ox hairs grew from the chains. The pain was so intense that Zhang Jun no longer dared struggle. That piercing agony traveled clearly into his mind, telling him this was absolutely no illusion.
"What kind of method is this?" Zhang Jun stared at Zhang Chen, his eyes full of shock.
Zhang Chen replied flatly, "Martial Dao."
"Impossible! How could Martial Dao possess such methods? What you've done is already close to the legendary Gods and Devils!" Zhang Jun could not believe it.
With a thought from Zhang Chen, the chains turned into molten iron and fell to the ground. They then gathered together and once more became a lump of iron.
Freed, Zhang Jun stared at Zhang Chen with utter disbelief, his gaze filled with astonishment. "How did you do that?"
"As long as your Martial Dao cultivation is high enough, you can temper the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, use them to interfere with the laws between heaven and earth, and twist all matter in the Material World. What I displayed was merely a minor trick, not worth mentioning." Zhang Chen deliberately said this to kindle Zhang Jun's obsession with Martial Dao.
"What? This is Martial Dao?" Zhang Jun stood there dumbfounded, his eyes full of shock. He found it extremely difficult to believe.
"What kind of look is that? I've already taught you the mnemonic. So long as your talent is sufficient and you cultivate diligently enough, you can reach my realm." Zhang Chen spoke unhurriedly.
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